Some parties were designed to kick ass.
D.R.T. boys, you pulled off a great time. The pics are up on Flickr. I didn't get to buy Man/Woman The Bartender a rose because I cheaped out, also the rose guy never came around. She was looking so fine in her cowboy man-shirt, it got me really confused. She would make a beautiful boy but she makes a damn fine girl who looks like a guy. Next time I'll work up the courage to ask her for a picture.
Someone turned the channel to Showcase, which has a deadly Friday night line up. Fridays Without Borders. I <3 Canadian cable. One of my 'cyber' My Space relations turned human. Such meetings are often akward but if done while dancing like a maniac to soft-core/reality porn docu-dramas it helps to form that special bond, ha. And so I came to meet Seven, Mr. Floss Vegas himself...LED belt buckle et all. I bet he had fun with ladies standing around pointing at his NASDAQ in awe. His tunes, Fathom's tunes were seriously good. Nice and accommodating spectrum of hip hop, bit o dancehall, dub, some MIA, Southern dirty, good shit.
Jaeger is my old-turned-new drink. 3 bucks for a shot of liquid heaven, not too shabby. Buoyed by the burning I gabbed and danced with anyone in sight. I think the Queenhead is slowly turning into my living room, I feel like I know everyone when I'm there even if I don't. Received a few compliments on the new green/dark blue striped sweater. No it isn't Fred Perry but thanks for thinking I'm worth it. H & M, people. If you stay away from the trendy shite and go with what you think looks good then you will score at H & M. Remember that. The only pic I have of me in it is the one taken after I got home, "one for the blog" I thought. So, I'm really 'sober' and 'awake' in it.
Wanted to go watch Syriana last night but ended up watching Josie and the Pussycats on the tube. Rajbo feeling very sleepy, Rajbo miss movie. Josie wasn't so bad though, I love Parker Posey. Next Saturday promises to be much more exciting, looky at the ticky:
Get your tickets at Ticketmaster if you are in TO on Dec. 3rd. I'm trying to find a Burberry jumpsuit for the occasion, giving in to my inner chav after a long battle. Does anyone know where I can find this gorgeous outfit in town?
D.R.T. boys, you pulled off a great time. The pics are up on Flickr. I didn't get to buy Man/Woman The Bartender a rose because I cheaped out, also the rose guy never came around. She was looking so fine in her cowboy man-shirt, it got me really confused. She would make a beautiful boy but she makes a damn fine girl who looks like a guy. Next time I'll work up the courage to ask her for a picture.
Someone turned the channel to Showcase, which has a deadly Friday night line up. Fridays Without Borders. I <3 Canadian cable. One of my 'cyber' My Space relations turned human. Such meetings are often akward but if done while dancing like a maniac to soft-core/reality porn docu-dramas it helps to form that special bond, ha. And so I came to meet Seven, Mr. Floss Vegas himself...LED belt buckle et all. I bet he had fun with ladies standing around pointing at his NASDAQ in awe. His tunes, Fathom's tunes were seriously good. Nice and accommodating spectrum of hip hop, bit o dancehall, dub, some MIA, Southern dirty, good shit.
Jaeger is my old-turned-new drink. 3 bucks for a shot of liquid heaven, not too shabby. Buoyed by the burning I gabbed and danced with anyone in sight. I think the Queenhead is slowly turning into my living room, I feel like I know everyone when I'm there even if I don't. Received a few compliments on the new green/dark blue striped sweater. No it isn't Fred Perry but thanks for thinking I'm worth it. H & M, people. If you stay away from the trendy shite and go with what you think looks good then you will score at H & M. Remember that. The only pic I have of me in it is the one taken after I got home, "one for the blog" I thought. So, I'm really 'sober' and 'awake' in it.
Wanted to go watch Syriana last night but ended up watching Josie and the Pussycats on the tube. Rajbo feeling very sleepy, Rajbo miss movie. Josie wasn't so bad though, I love Parker Posey. Next Saturday promises to be much more exciting, looky at the ticky:
Get your tickets at Ticketmaster if you are in TO on Dec. 3rd. I'm trying to find a Burberry jumpsuit for the occasion, giving in to my inner chav after a long battle. Does anyone know where I can find this gorgeous outfit in town?
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haaaih, stranger. here's a factoid for ye- man/woman actually worked at the GREEENroom, oh about four score and as many years ago when i was still wet around the stinktown ears - it's a fact. i thought man/woman to have strange taste in music way back then, a thought now ratified by the jack johnson bouncing eerily round the wooden rafters of the queenshead last week! buy her a rose, she has cool hoodies you could borrow. bye!
So excited for Sat!!!
Its gonna be a dance dance party. Alot of greatness happening afterwards, Fuckfaces at The boat and theres also an afterparty for Lady Sovereign at The Rolling Stones bar. Oh lord I cannot wait.
Possibly I will rock my pompadour. We will see.
You need to pay a visit to Gravesend, the armpit of England where I grew up and you'll be spoilt for choice when it comes to Chav wear. In fact the word CHAV originates from Chatham (CHAVham - geddit?!) which is the adjacent town to Gravesend. I know, I know, I'm full of class right?!
Fountain of information.
Zat fact for real? Dang. I seriously wanna get a sovey ring, i wish i was lying but iM not. That and 3 fingered ring. Chavlicious.
Full of the surprises, Gurj! Of course I couldn't resist the burning urge to google gravesend and this was one of the top results. Umm, I'm going with you when you visit next. From the site:
"lordstreet full of little pikeis smoking ciggerettes they stole of there fat pregnant mums"
Cee Pee, you reading that? it's SACKVILLE, NEW BRUSWICK!
That's where we went to uni for 5 long years, Gurj, Eastern Canada. 10 min away from teen pregnancy capital of the country, Amherst.
What's a pikey?
Pikey is a traveller aka gypsy aka pavie. Pikey is basically trouble. Remember Brad Pitt in Snatch? Pikey.
More or less they are the inhabitants of Sackville. Keep one hand on yer yer wallet and your other on yer wee bahbee.
Now if youll excuse me, Im going to enjoy some teenage lesbianism on Degrassi: The next generation.
http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.christianfinnegan.com/Photos/FCF4.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.christianfinnegan.com/Media.htm&h=375&w=500&sz=21&tbnid=X_4nGWUSZbMJ:&tbnh=95&tbnw=127&hl=en&start=168&prev=/images%3Fq%3Ddave%2Bchappelle%2B%26start%3D160%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN
-dave chappelle in the burberry jumpsuit is the fucking funniest thing i've ever seen -s
A pikey is a jippo - jippo being a travelling theif.
Pikeys are aggresive, skanky and steal anything they can whether it be cars, hand bags or the lead off roofs.
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